May is here, and so then is wedding season. This year, I have tossed aside my Grumpy Cat-like tendencies, and actually gotten involved. With the invaluable help of my wedding-DJ-sensei, DJ Roux, I DJ'd my first post-nuptial roof-caver. It was in a barn, which was kinda tight, and never one to be a complete sellout, I did some blending, scratching (tastefully of course), and rocked my first salsa set. Add in a lot of Patrice Rushen, some Kenny Dope, and it went pretty smewth for a first effort.

Also, I learned what to yell when you're feelin' it at a Puerto Rican jam. WEPA!!!!